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It is not the place, nor the condition, but the mind alone that can make anyone happy or miserable.
It is not the place, nor the condition, but the mind alone that can make anyone happy or miserable.
My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. read more
My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. What am I doing right?rn
The best years of your life are the ones in which you decide your problems are your own. You do read more
The best years of your life are the ones in which you decide your problems are your own. You do not blame them on your mother, the ecology, or the president. You realize that you control your own destiny.
To live we must conquer incessantly, we must have the courage to be happy.
To live we must conquer incessantly, we must have the courage to be happy.
Achievement of your happiness is the only moral purpose of your life, and that happiness, not pain or mindless self-indulgence, read more
Achievement of your happiness is the only moral purpose of your life, and that happiness, not pain or mindless self-indulgence, is the proof of your moral integrity, since it is the proof and the result of your loyalty to the achievement of your values.
Most folks are as happy as they make up their minds to be.
Most folks are as happy as they make up their minds to be.
Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his read more
Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.
The only thing that will make you happy is being happy with who you are, and not who people think read more
The only thing that will make you happy is being happy with who you are, and not who people think you are.
If solid happiness we prize,
Within our breast this jewel lies,
And they are fools who roam;
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If solid happiness we prize,
Within our breast this jewel lies,
And they are fools who roam;
The world has nothing to bestow,
From our own selves our bliss must flow,
And that dear hut,--our home.
